#from the belly

[wiltking]

cracked open From the Belly by emmett nahil and it has a strong start i must say

[gravedirtt]

Incredibly excited to finally announce that my nautical folk horror novel FROM THE BELLY is going to be published by TenebrousPress in Summer 2024!!

🌊👁⚓️Get ready for oceanic body horror, monstrous queer romance, and a voyage into the devouring deep.

[obese-belly-adventure]

My weight is 375 lbs, with a BMI of 52.5, placing me in the severely obese category. My belly feels so heavy that walking is a struggle. I experience shortness of breath even while sitting still and have difficulty getting out of bed. Just a month ago, I suffered a heart attack. I'm hooked on consuming fatty and sugary foods, but I'm beginning to question if continuing this habit is the right choice.

[glorify-obesity]

I ate a lot all the time. I drank heavy cream until I felt sick, then washed it down with eggnog. In the evenings, I drank so much beer that I just passed out on the couch in front of the TV. I don’t sleep on my back because my belly is now too heavy. I’ve never gained weight so quickly. I can’t get used to my belly and constantly bumping into people with it. I’m always sleepy, and I’m always thirsty. I can’t stop eating, I am trapped.

[icestorming]

Jayce groans from somewhere around his chest. He has a leg thrown over Viktor’s, a hand around his waist and his ear planted firmly over his heart. Viktor’s hand is resting over the crown of Jayce’s head. Even through the haze of sleep, Viktor debates whether to remove it before Jayce wakes up.

From @yunuen 's latest chapter of "The line is covered in jellyfish" ...I couldn't help myself, sorry if it's rough.

[stexnem]

Max-the-lion is in truth just an oversized cat 🤏

[faerycross]

*sirius and remus are debating intensely*

sirius: there's no way james would ever get a belly button piercing. he's a sports guy ffs

remus: wanna bet on it?

sirius: sure

*a few days later*

james: yo moony you were right, i do look amazing with a belly button piercing

sirius, to remus: no. fucking. way. how did you do it?

remus: i told him regulus would love it

sirius: where is he anyway?

regulus: *screaming into a pillow at the top of his lungs*

[wiltking]

finished From the Belly by emmett nahil yesterday and i'm giving it 4★ because while there were some things that really worked for me, there are unfortunately quite a few typos and errors. mostly small stuff, but some things really tripped me up, and I'm still not sure if Morrow was giving she/they realness or if their pronoun mixup was yet another error. there were also a few (again, small) things that felt unfinished or purposeless. and i can accept loose ends, especially in a story like this, but several times it felt like there was supposed to be more and then there just wasn't.

but i still really liked it. flaws and all. there's some really good lines in here, and the whole whale ship setting felt very immersive. i enjoyed the queer horror spin and how it all unfolded. dont go in expecting a perfect book but if you like weird ocean horror, i would recommend it.

[obese-belly-adventure]

Oh boy, today was quite the adventure. I was fed such an incredible feast that I felt like I couldn’t move at all. I had eaten a mountain of food! I couldn’t breathe; I thought my belly might just burst. I was pleading with them to ease up on cramming food into my mouth because I simply couldn’t swallow another bite. It took a few hours for my belly to calm down enough so that I could finally drive home. I was definitely grateful for the amazing feeding session and the lovely company, but I might need to take it easy at the next meal. I can’t handle this every day.

[spookeart]

Wolfstar at a music festival🎸

[curapicas]

The thing about yoohankim is that yjh and hsy are used to being strong on their own, and having a certain position of status; yjh is both revered&feared and never ignored, while hsy says she's never been in a position of being someone's inferior (+ her talent was clear since school and is a successful writer). They strategize and take control and survive, and they're good at it to do well enough on their own. Even if they're so, so lonely and tired.

then kdj (who unlike them, is used to being a loser his whole life) shows up, wrestles these two into submission and gives them a support network to watch over. And BOY do they fold to that. These 3 will forever clash in arguments, but watch yoohan do stuff the hard way bc "it might mess up kdj's plans :((("

[glorify-obesity]

I drink sweet heavy cream all the time. I feel like my insides are drowning in fat. My blood vessels are clogged with fat. Fat is blowing up my belly from the inside. Truly, what more could I ask for? Probably for some belly rubs.

[wiltking]

obsessed with From the Belly. want so badly to stay up reading more but i am at a point in my life where every minute i stay up past midnight can be felt chipping away at my max HP

[just-another-bite]

First time going over to someone's house on a date and they have me sit at the corner of their couch, telling me to wait and that they'll be right back. I oblige, waiting patiently, only to be met with the sight of them walking back into the room balancing sheet cakes on trays in their arms. They set them down on the table and say they'll be back. I'm already sweating a bit, seeing the two cakes slathered in frosting, but they return a moment later again, this time with platters of donuts. They sit down in front of me on the couch as I lean back against the arm and smile as they cut the first slice of cake and bring it to my lips. I allow them to feed me, chewing quickly as I see them already cutting the next slice. The pace continues like this, rapidly swallowing so I'm almost unaware of the tightening of my gut as I fill it with sugar-loaded frosting and cake that sits like a brick at the bottom of my belly.

When I reach down to rub my stomach, I'm interrupted by them pushing a slice into my own hand as they declare "it'll go faster this way" and I nod cautiously. Pushing two slices into my mouth is a challenge as I whine around the food, feeling my pants squeezing my growing gut as I fumble to unbutton them, frosting slathered fingers leaving a trail across my taut skin as my shirt rides up. I have to lean back to try and settle my straining belly now but the pace doesn't slow. They continue feeding me, one arm on the arm of the couch so they can nearly cage me in with each bite they eagerly offer to me. I hear my stomach gurgle and groan as the pressure builds in my guts. They start to rub my stomach between bites, reassuring me how good I'm doing as the dome of my belly grows.

When we're to the donuts, I look nearly pregnant, a tightly packed ball of fat that was covered in stretch marks along the underside. My date seems unperturbed and moves the donut platter closer now. These go down harder, cream spilling onto my lips when I bite into them, landing on my shirt that's seeming more like a crop top with each bite. When I whine, I feel my stomach rumble and I'm genuinely unsure of how much more I can take. Chew, swallow, chew, swallow, I must be on auto-pilot at this point as I barely register food being brought to my lips, just the strain in my gut.

By the time we've run out of donuts, my pants aren't just unbuttoned. The sides are split. My shirt isn't just rolled up. We can't pull it down.

As I lay there, I can barely see over my distended gut but I can feel them rubbing it, shaking it gently or kissing the underside as they tell my how good I did. We struggle for a while to get me to sit up, but when I eventually do, I can see the true mess of myself I've made. A bloated gut of immense size that doesn't seem to be going anywhere. I rest my arm on it cautiously, feeling how little give it has. My date made sure it was packed tight.

First impressions are important, and this one was certainly good

[obese-belly-adventure]

I think that's the most I've ever eaten in public in one sitting, and it took me almost an hour before I could stand up and leave. I couldn't tug my t-shirt down enough to cover myself and had to walk out with my belly on display. I was trying not to moan while walking downstairs; I was so stuffed. Each step I took sent a powerful wave through me as if my overstuffed insides were ready to burst at any moment.

It was truly a moment of profound embarrassment whenever people climbed the stairs, their gazes locked onto my rounded, bloated gut. I could feel their eyes darting toward me, scrutinizing every inch of my form, and it made my cheeks flush with shame. I couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was silently judging me for my size, their stares adding to the weight of my own self-consciousness. To combat the awkwardness, I instinctively supported the gut from below, attempting to keep it steady and minimize any swaying that might draw even more attention.

[bigobesefatty7887]

I’ve been hard at work putting as much greasy yellow lard onto my heart as possible 🤤

I’ve been having heart palpitations out the wazo and it’s so fucking hot… like I seriously cant even get up from my chair without feeling like I’m having a heart attack omg 🤭